My family of origin is broken and I pray every day it doesn’t take a tragedy to bring us back together. Life is too short to hold onto hate… I like that, it’s so true.

It’s kind of what inspires me to always treat my husband and kids with kindness every day.

I grew up around death most of my life working with elderly… I have had several people die in my arms and a few die while holding their hands. Some I cared for and some I truly loved and grieved. I once considered hospice care because it seemed like God had given me so many of these experiences. I don’t know why it’s been like that for me… but it reminds me how fragile life is.

I’m not perfect but I strive to love others because of my experiences. I never know when is my last or theirs. I’m glad to hear that God is using everything for good and to bring you closer to him. Much love…